Ok, it's been so long because I've literally going a million miles an hour for the past three weeks. Last I left off, I was still doing a serious happy dance every twenty minutes when my brain would remind me that I was going to the Tableau conference. But I couldn't really focus on that because that was four days away and I had a lot to do between now and then.
So Thursday Jeff and I flew back Spokane. We were not excited to be back at an airport. Not only were we back in an airport, but we were starting to feel the effects of being slightly homeless (even though we had had the keys to our place since Sunday, we didn't have anything except our suitcases and a new tv we got a Costco a few days before, so we weren't staying in it). So we fly to Spokane really late at night. We stay at Ken and Julie's - in the actual guest room, which was weird. It was very strange flying into Spokane knowing we didn't live there anymore. We will most likely always need someone to lend us a bed when we're in Spokane.
Friday Jeff works and I run around collecting the random things that were being stored at Nani's, my mom's, and Sue's. Jeff and I were very clear when we told everyone we were coming back only to get our stuff. A week ago we had said goodbye to everyone expecting it to be a year until we saw them all, so we weren't doing big family time. The only exception to this was having dinner with Larry and Richelle that evening and that was nice. Larry gave us a lecture of love and told us to be more adventurous and move to New York or somewhere far far away. We told him our brains were still reeling.
So bright and early Saturday morning, we got the truck, loaded it up with the help of Ken and Kenny, and hit the road at 1pm. Jeff got a head start in the truck while I went and picked up the inevitably forgotten thing at Kenny and Andrea's. And I literally didn't catch up with him until North Bend, when he stopped and waited for me. This is due to a few things: I wasn't actually driving at normal Heather speed, I had to stop in Ritzville and fill up the tires because the gauge started freaking out, and I didn't just power through and stopped in Ellensburg and got Taco Bell.
We arrived at the apartment around 5 and Jeff was on a mission. He wanted to unload the entire thing right then and there. I however did not. First we said "ok, only the boxes" and then we got all the boxes in and Jeff said "ok. lets do all the little furniture" and I said *sigh* "fine." Then the only things left were the big pieces. And Jeff really wanted to do it. He wanted everything out of there. And I was DONE. I was exhausted and in serious bitch mode and basically walked off the truck.
The next morning we drove to IKEA and picked up a couch. We had a serious furniture moment when we went into a going-out-of-business nice furniture store and after seeing that the going-out-of-business prices were still $2500 for a couch, we agreed that if we didn't absolutely love something, we weren't spending that kind of money. I was also having a problem because I was looking at this couch as a moment to be crazy. Now that we no longer had the big sectional and knowing we would end up with a very similar sectional when we got a house and kids, I really wanted to go out on a crazy limb with this couch. If I saw a purple couch that I loved, I was going to talk Jeff into it.
But we didn't see anything like that. And so we ended up at IKEA. And since we had the truck, we wanted to get it then. We had gone on a scope-out trip to IKEA before so we knew which one we wanted - and then changed our mind at the last minute and bought a different one. We ended up with this one and now that we've had it for a little while I like it. It's a definite change from having a huge sectional made for multiple people to take naps on it simultaneously, and Jeff and I have our eyes very open for a nice side chair with ottoman.
A few hours later, we went and picked Ken up from the airport in exchange for helping us unload the last few pieces of furniture out of the truck. And then we ate burgers. And then Tableau week started, which will be a totally different post. And no, I didn't even have time to think about the fact that we officially lived in Seattle. I had to focus on Tableau.
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